"Go down." Zhang Shiping glanced down and said calmly.

Although this place is a mass grave, there are still caves with a depth of several hundred feet on each side of the tomb, slanting into the ground.

Rolling evil spirits continuously gushed out from the cave, filling the entire giant pit like a cloud, and there was a gray appearance everywhere, so that it was difficult to tell with the naked eye what kind of tragic appearance was underneath.

Chen Zhu hesitated for a while, but didn't move at all.

"Why, a Jindan cultivator is still afraid of being killed by a myriad of ghosts? Besides, this is a good thing Fan Laoer did. As an elder of the sect, you should try the feeling of being bitten by a myriad of ghosts, right?" Zhang Shiping put his hands behind his back, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"Yes." Chen Zhu already felt the impatience of the other party, so he said bravely.

As soon as he finished speaking, he flew down, easily submerged in that layer of dim light, and came to the cave of myriad ghosts.

The countless blood shadows at that glance immediately looked like sharks smelling fishy, ​​one by one bared their teeth and claws, and rushed towards Chen Zhu like howling ghosts and wolves.

It's just that he flipped his hands, took out a green bamboo stick, and placed it horizontally in front of him, a hazy green light suddenly appeared around him, blocking the attack of more than ten thousand ghosts.

Seeing the blood shadow surrounded Chen Zhu and attracted his attention, Zhang Shiping slowly submerged into the dim light.

There are corpses and bones everywhere in this big pit, intertwined with each other, some have been dead for a long time, and have been infected by evil spirits, making the bones black; Creeping, everywhere is full of death, resentment, and evil spirits, so that even the soil on the ground has turned black and red, and the stench is unpleasant.

Some of the corpses had signs of being eaten, and even the bones had tooth marks.

He glanced around with his spiritual sense and couldn't help sighing.

Fan Shu is really ruthless, this place has a radius of more than two miles, not too big or too small.

Every once in a while, dozens of hundreds of people are cast, and they are allowed to kill each other and eat each other. In desperation, these low-level monks are turned into blood ghosts, and they are used to practice the ghost body.

There are more than a dozen monsters covered in black and white, neither human nor ghost, lying on all fours among the corpses, sniffing for food like wild dogs.

These are corpses. At first glance, they still have three parts of human form, but the remaining seven parts are more like that evil spirit.

Zhang Shiping took out a shadow stone between his hands, and recorded all the scenes in it. Zhang Si

After finishing these things, he walked slowly towards the edge of the huge pit, walking to the left and right of Li Xu.

I saw a corpse demon lying on top of a dead body, leaning over and gnawing on it. This dead body was none other than Du Ming'an, the elder brother of the Du brothers and sisters. His back was facing the sky, his abdomen was tightly pressed against the ground, his hands and fingers were deeply inserted into the soil, and he seemed unwilling to leave.

Seeing other people approaching, the monster gave up on Du Ming'an, and grinned at Zhang Shiping, with thick saliva dripping down from the jagged fangs.

With a puff, a bit of spiritual light popped out from Zhang Shiping's fingertips, passed between the eyebrows of the corpse demon, and killed him on the spot.

Then he cast the imperial object technique and threw the corpse demon aside, walked forward a few steps slowly, stretched out his hand to **** in the air, and Du Mingan turned over.

Under him was a pothole that could barely hold a person. Du Minglan was curled up in it, and there was a small finger-thick wound on his heart. The blood had already turned black, and he was motionless at this moment, without any life.

Suddenly Zhang Shiping waved his sleeves, releasing a large hazy spiritual light, isolating the resentment nearby.

I saw an illusory human figure slowly floating out of Du Minglan's body. She was still a little confused at first, but then she suddenly thought of something, and a scarlet glow of blood suddenly appeared in her soul, and the cold air around her seemed to be drawn, and rushed towards it continuously.

Fortunately, the aura he released earlier blocked the cold air, otherwise, a mysterious ghost would appear here in an instant.

"Wake up." Zhang Shiping stretched out his finger to point between his eyebrows, and said.

After a ray of pure mana entered, Du Minglan's soul solidified a lot in an instant, and he finally came back to his senses.

She let out a cry, saw Zhang Shiping again, and cried:

"Brother, don't worry about me, Uncle Zhang, you were arrested anyway, run away."

And because of emotional agitation, the soul began to become unstable again.

Without saying a word, Zhang Shiping flicked his sleeves and put it in his sleeves, then looked at Chen Zhu surrounded by blood shadows, and said via voice transmission: "You can go."

It's just that he suddenly turned his head and looked towards Du Ming'an, and there seemed to be an extremely weak breathing sound coming from there.

"Strange!" Zhang Shiping was sure that he heard correctly.

It's just that Du Ming'an's back has been dug out by the corpse monster for a **** hole, and even the spine has been dragged out for several sections, and the internal organs have been completely hollowed out and eaten.

This kind of injury is nothing more than Qi refining, even Jindan Daoist can't survive.

And at this moment, the spiritual energy of the nine evil spirits in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Cave slowly gathered towards the corpse. On the originally broken corpse, the already dead flesh and blood began to squirm continuously, and the broken bones also returned to their original positions under the squeeze of the flesh and blood.

Soon Du Mingan's injuries completely recovered, but his complexion became pale, without a trace of blood

Suddenly, Zhang Shiping moved several tens of feet across. As soon as he left, a large wave of blue and black intertwined aura surged from the ground, it was a majestic and extremely yin aura that even he couldn't help but look sideways.

The aura of extreme yin turned into a spiritual pillar soaring to the sky, and what echoed it was the aura of the nine evil spirits in the high sky of the secret realm, which turned into a huge black dragon coil and rushed down, killing more than ten thousand roads in the cave of ten thousand ghosts. Blood Shadow is involved.

Du Ming'an floated up and was in mid-air.

On top of his pale complexion, a scarlet evil ghost emerged from his back, one ghost claw covered half of his face, the other ghost claw was pressed on his chest, and there were several lines between his eyebrows. Black horizontal stripes slowly emerged~lightnovelpub.net~Going up and down, the image of the hexagram is actually a rare ghost vein body in the world. I hope he can survive this calamity. If he loses all his sanity, then... "Zhang Shiping said in a deep voice, he looked at the horizontal lines between the eyebrows, and his expression suddenly became more serious.

At this moment, the soul-crying forbidden weapon was full of blood, dazzling extremely.

Suddenly Zhang Shiping thought of something, and with a light wave, Du Minglan got out of his sleeve.

"I hope that with you here, your brother can wake up in time. If his soul is eroded by the evil spirit and his sanity is lost, then I can only kill him."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped forward and slapped Chen Zhu, imprisoning his soul and magic power, and the other party fell into a coma without any resistance.

Then eighteen Qingshuang swords flew out from the sleeves and scattered in all directions, killing all the corpses in the cave.

Immediately after turning his hands, he held up a mass of purple-black and deep Wuxu Huo, staring deeply at Du Ming'an who was submerged in the two alien auras of Ji Yin and Jiu Sha. strong reading

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On the other side, a figure in a black cloak quietly floated out of the soil, came to the black jade biscuit, and took out a jade tablet with his hands.

However, at the next moment, a strange yellow wind suddenly appeared and rolled it up, and dragged it directly into the ground again, where it disappeared without a trace.

...to control the big and the owl

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